Текст песни Johnyboy - нерожденные

Chorus:
His pen won't wave hello to you, and his eyes won't open to the bright yellow sun.
And no one will hear his first laugh, and a person will not see how he will smile warmly.
He was not on earth, but the sky is already waiting for him! Unfortunately, he is not born at all.
And none of them are even nervously constrained. "Goodbye" is his first word.

And the culmination of these teenagers was hardly tormenting, they need a pulse that quickens after amphetamine.
They need sex, they need a run, they need a mayor, they need a laugh, they need coke, drum & base, and a drunken face!
Through the back door by appointment to all friends. They don't care, they don't move their brains.
They climbed up from the pits long ago. And a million is not papanin, you know, everyone is ***!
Help? ha, they put absolutely on the bottom world! And night, yes, night life is fierce for VIPs!
Around the shine ... the guys are squishy in shirts and in "Dolce" ladies.
Red Bull, Yes! They love him even more than mom!
Preziki, pills - a dumb man could not think of anything,
With them somehow fades, bringing the juice to orgasms, sensations.
Fans of role-playing games, cumming inside her, because her mouth is sealed! I thought it was getting fat, but in fact, the fruit is ripening there!

Months later it came, but she is not a fool at all, of course, the child is out, because the figure is more important.
This couple is civilized - they do not need a child, they were terribly caught as if they were the plague.
No stress, no depression, there is still a lot of sex, there is no excitement in it even!
Their whole romance is fun, and he is just their banter, what troubles, mom? Abortion will solve everything.

Chorus:
His pen won't wave hello to you, and his eyes won't open to the bright yellow sun.
And no one will hear his first laugh, and a person will not see how he will smile warmly.
He was not on earth, but the sky is already waiting for him! He, unfortunately, is not born at all.
And none of them are even nervously constrained. "Goodbye" is his first word.

Mom, I'm your son, it's not very nice here! For some reason they give us little space in the tummy.
Especially you will not roam, but you want to take your time, not to lie down, but to take your first childish step.
Daddy, hello to you, you must be delighted. Your first son will be born for half a year.
You are still young, I know, but you are not a fool, you are not in poverty! Please, daddy, do you hear, buy me a crib!
I want to come upstairs to you, dear ones, it’s so melancholy below, and don’t you want to see how I paint beautifully?
I will learn to draw a typewriter with a tree and the sun is bright, and you will stroke my back before going to bed and wrinkled clothes.
I want to grow up, daddy, and become an astronaut in the future, but for such desires, it seems, the ventricle is still small.
I'm still a couple of months old, but my beloved mom's heart is always singing songs for the night!

Will you buy me shoes for my little feet? Explain why there is a knife in that uncle's hand?
I dreamed that they would read fairy tales to me at night, I thought about giving life to me, but you are in the mask of an executioner!
Really, this evil and vile uncle will kill me, and you will not give me a chance to stomp into my kindergarten?
Mommy, daddy, you hear, I didn’t hurt you! I love you, even though I suffocate without even taking a breath.

Chorus:
His pen won't wave hello to you, and his eyes won't open to the bright yellow sun.
And no one will hear his first laugh, and a person will not see how he will smile warmly.
He was not on earth, but the sky is already waiting for him! Unfortunately, he is not born at all.
And none of them are even nervously constrained. "Goodbye" is his first word.